Oh friends, what a week.
We sold a house.
We bought a
house.
And, most importantly, we welcomed our baby into toddlerdom. Marin turned ONE right between a moving sandwich, but we were determined to
not let her birthday pass with out pause for celebration over her and this precious wonderful life that
we've been blessed to watch over. We sang happy birthday no less than twenty times and snuggled her to the point of her annoyance. Then I proceeded to walk
around in a sentiment stupor all day, a lump in my throat over this fierce
precious baby who is growing up so fast. There wasn't a big party this year,
just the three amigos, singing happy birthday and cheering on a sweet baby who
ate her cake like she was born to eat cake. One of my favorite memories in this
life of mine.
Oh my. So much life to live. Happy Wednesday, friends!
It's the best, saddest thing, isn't it?! :) You guys did good! (Also, that left middle picture... I die!!)
ReplyDeleteOh yes SO sad. Totally wasn't expecting it. And that middle picture…haha…she KNOWS how to eat cake.
ReplyDeleteAwww she is really gorgeous Megan...happy birthday wee Marin! x
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